You know, time has this funny way of stretching and folding, like an origami of moments. Ever tried folding time?
I once left footprints on a beach, walked away, turned back, and they led to... nowhere. A metaphor's dream, that one.
"Sands of time," they say, but have you seen sands with GPS? Ha! Futuristic folly.
Let's twist the dial a little, peek through the keyhole to see the other side. Are you ready?